Metatron:
I am to charge you with a holy crusade.
Bethany:
For the record, I work in an abortion clinic.
Metatron:
Noah was a drunk. Look what he accomplished. And no one's even asking you to build an ark. All you have to do is go to New Jersey, and visit a small church on a very important day.
Bethany:
New Jersey? That doesn't sound like much of a crusade.
Metatron:
Aside from the fine print, that's it.
Bethany:
What's the fine print?
Metatron:
[mumbling into glass]
Stopacoupleofangelsfromenteringandthusnegatingallexistence.
Bethany:
Wait, wait, wait. Repeat that.
Metatron:
Stop a couple of angels from entering and thus negating all existence. I hate when people need it spelled out for them.
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